A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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Your Special Friend

Friendship is like life.

It goes away,

And comes again.

 

Fr

GIRNA ZAROORI THA

गिरना जरूरी है

ठोकर खाना जरूरी है

pita ki ek umid

veero ka safar

देख तेरा हौसला बुलंद अपार

 

तन

Shahjhan Ki Mumtaj

उसकी आँखे जैसी एक राज़ हो

 

उसक�

Life is A Art

To Follow your heart, and intuition,

That should be, your number one mission.

Lis

The Arrow And The Song

I shot an arrow into the air,

It fell to earth, I knew not where;

For, so swiftly

I Love Your Smile

I love your eyes and your soft sighs.

I love your inner beauty, too.

I love the w

ZINDAGI BHI KYA ZINDAGI HAI

woh zindagi bhi kya zindagi hogi

jisme zindagi hi naa **

koi gam nhi

aur

Brighter Skies

If you awake to one more dreary day,

an empty heart with empty hours to kill,

rem